jcftao wrote:Finnr besides a few supplies for the next delve, spends all of his money on wine, women, and good food, oh and more wine.

Time for some drunken debauchery! d100 roll=38, d6 roll=2. It is a good thing Finnr buys his supplies _before_ indulging himself.

Finnr consumes several bottles of the finest Grimmsgate wine, tips Miralda heavily, offends several women (did he give any of them some of his gold? He does not remember), and wakes up shivering at 3am on the roof of the Inn, in a little flat spot over the entrance. It's possible he soiled himself, it's hard to tell but his pants are frozen stiff. He has no coin left at all, not even a copper.

Did anyone else join Finnr in the festivities? Or were you merely content to watch the train wreck unfold?

jcftao wrote:Finnr besides a few supplies for the next delve, spends all of his money on wine, women, and good food, oh and more wine.

Time for some drunken debauchery! d100 roll=38, d6 roll=2. It is a good thing Finnr buys his supplies _before_ indulging himself.

Finnr consumes several bottles of the finest Grimmsgate wine, tips Miralda heavily, offends several women (did he give any of them some of his gold? He does not remember), and wakes up shivering at 3am on the roof of the Inn, in a little flat spot over the entrance. It's possible he soiled himself, it's hard to tell but his pants are frozen stiff. He has no coin left at all, not even a copper.

Did anyone else join Finnr in the festivities? Or were you merely content to watch the train wreck unfold?

You spend the night in the inn, or on the roof of the inn as the case may be, and after a quick breakfast venture over to the temple to fetch three more vials of holy water. Rhall bids you safe passage as you head out of town. The morning brought sunshine to ease the chill of late fall a bit, so you make good time and are back at the temple by mid-day, with no sign of friend or foe (d6=5).